that season finale was ideal for me because i love suffering for an endgame.
like, hell yeah, look on longingly as your crush admits that he likes another girl at the party he invited you to (because he thinks you only see him as a friend). lets goooo, plan a cozy night in (on NEW YEAR'S EVE, a famously kissable holiday) with the girl you have unresolved history and a love/hate relationship with β and then, when you show up late, find her making out with your best friend/roommate (who you know is in love with her) and stand dejectedly in the hallway between your two apartments, clutching the bottle of wine you brought to share with her. letting the last sound we hear before the credits roll be you, closing the apartment door behind you, alone.
my slowburns are burning !!! bring on the angst/jealousy/pining next season and beyond !!! abby/kel & aj/josh my endgames ALIVE and (un)WELL !!!
